Han Qiqing was lying on the bed, half-opening her eyes, and saw her brother's perfect side face like an axe. The scene in front of her started to shake in the next second.
"I'm dizzy...why am I so dizzy..."
I was obviously dizzy before, but I could still bear it. Why did I suddenly feel like I couldn't bear it anymore
He grabbed her waving little hands, lifted the quilt, stuffed it into the quilt and put it away.
The deep voice said, "Please bear with me."
Han Qiqing pouted and said, "Ugh, it feels so uncomfortable... I can't bear it..."
I thought I wouldn't feel dizzy if I lay down properly.
Who knows, I’ll be dizzy no matter what.
The world was spinning in front of her eyes, as if someone had stuffed her into a rotating instrument and she couldn't stop spinning.
Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy...
The whole world seemed to be spinning.
As if she had found a life-saving straw, she hugged her brother's hand tightly and pressed her cheek into his warm palm, as if she wanted to use his hand to support herself and have a point to rely on.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but Han Qiqing felt less dizzy.
He lowered his eyes and saw that her frown seemed to have relaxed a little, so he didn't move and let her play with his hands.
After a while, the butler hurried over with a tray.
"Master, here is the hangover medicine."
He, who was originally bent over, thought deeply for a second, then sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Han Qiqing up with his arms, and let her lean in his arms.
Han Qiqing was fine and not so dizzy, but she was suddenly picked up and felt dizzy again.
"What..." A somewhat aggrieved tone.
The housekeeper quickly comforted her, "Miss, you won't feel uncomfortable after taking the hangover medicine."
Han Qiqing didn't know if she heard it, her little mouth pouted slightly, and she struggled to lie back down.
A cold voice came from above her head, "Be good."
Han Qiqing paused and suddenly didn't dare to move. She looked very obedient.
The man holding her in his arms motioned to the butler to bring the bowl over. The butler put down the tray, picked up the bowl, and moved it in front of the young master.
He fed her spoonful by spoonful, patiently and gently.
Han Qiqing stopped fussing and drank the hangover medicine obediently. Although it tasted very bad and made her frown, she didn't dare to say not to drink it.
The bowl is bottomed out.
The butler put the empty bowl on the tray and left the room.
I don't know if it was because of the effects of the medicine, but Han Qiqing felt that her dizziness was gradually easing, but she felt a little hot and sweated on her forehead.
She was put back on the bed and covered with quilt.
A big hand covered her forehead, his fingertips seeming to be gently soothing.
"Do you feel better?" a deep voice asked.
Han Qiqing nodded her little head, turned her head sideways, and buried her face into the pillow.
The hand touched her hair and moved away.
"sleep well."
Han Qiqing didn't know whether she was conscious or not, but she nodded along.
There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at her sleeping face, tucked her into the quilt, and left.
…
In the middle of the night, Han Qiqing woke up in a daze.
She was very sleepy and wanted to sleep, but some physical needs forced her to wake up. After struggling mentally for a while, she had no choice but to get up and go to the toilet.
I drank a lot of wine and drank a large bowl of hangover medicine when I came back. It was strange that I didn't want to go to the toilet in the middle of the night.
After taking care of her physical needs, she half-opened her eyes and walked to the bed like a wandering spirit, planning to go back to sleep.
It was still the middle of the night, so of course I had to sleep.
As soon as I climbed one foot onto the bed, I heard something and my ears perked up.
It's all because of her good hearing, since the sound insulation in her home is so good.
(End of chapter)